"It's not all a problem with 225." Jian'er touched her nose. Alas, she really couldn't explain this thing very clearly.

"Hey, woman, you're not that, not what you want to say." But the little cleverness who followed Jian'er was impatient, "Just say, if you have time to say something or not, it's better to fulfill your previous promise."

"Little kid, shut up!" Jian'er bulged her eyes at the little clever mind. She was already annoyed enough, okay? This little guy is still making fun of her here.

"You want to break your promise and be fat!" The little clever straightened his neck like a cockfighting cock, with an expression of fighting for his idol.

"Shut up with me and stop causing trouble!" Jian'er glared back unwillingly.

"You..." The two cocks met again.

"Can you two stop?" Earl Dracula stood between the two cocks with a big head.

"That's right, a yellow-haired girl and a little bastard know what..." A sarcastic voice sounded next to him.

"Shut up!" Before Saburo Ono finished speaking, two loud shouts rang out.

"Bao——" The bright light slashed on a piece of wooden stake.

"What do you mean?" An angry voice sounded, looking at the wooden stake that was charred by the electricity, Saburo Ono had sweated coldly. If he hadn't been using the substitute technique, he would have thought that the person who would have fallen to the ground would have been him.

"Hmph!" With a cold snorting, Lei didn't even admire the so-called person at the corner of his eyes. He just teased Jian'er's soft and bright black head on his own. Even if he was rolled by Jian'er's eyes, he couldn't stop his little movements.

"You..." Ono Saburo's face turned blue and white, and in the end he didn't dare to say anything else. He just had a face covered in contempt and hid the resentful eyes. He turned his head and looked aside.

Seeing the three of them doing this, Nehru, the ascetic monk next to him, looked at him: "I wonder if this person is?"

"It's just an irrelevant person." Jane interrupted the words of Count Dracula wanting to introduce. To be honest, for her peaceful life (Xiao Hai: Are you sure there is still?) She still doesn't want to get involved with these people too much unless she has to.

Feeling Jian'er's rejection, Nehru did not force it, but just smiled generously and followed up on the previous topic: "I wonder what you said before?"

Not to mention the intimate appearance of this person who could have the Earl Dracula and King Arthur protected him like this. Just look at her and the one who had changed draculously. Although her appearance changed drastically, Nehru did not think of others except the one who could do that) was intimate. Even if this girl looked just an ordinary weak woman, she would not be easily provoked. Although the ascetic monks stayed away from the crowd and worshiped God with devout devotion, they were not stupid. At least they would not be as clear as the little dwarf of the country of J., and only had three points of ability but were as crazy as the best in the world.

For such a woman who is incomprehensible but is obviously not easy to mess with, you can never be wrong to be respected.

"Dracula, do you still remember the evil witch?" After thinking about it, Jian'er still felt that it would be easier to understand with an analogy example to explain it.

Evil Witch?! Earl Dracula frowned slightly, how could Jian'er suddenly mention this guy?

"It's the time when the evil witch's 'fake death'..." Seeing that Count Dracula seemed to have not reacted yet, Jian'er couldn't help but remind.

"You mean, don't you..." Earl Dracula's face tightened and she asked in certain uncertainty.

"Yeah!" Jian'er nodded, "That's right, the feeling they both give me now is somewhat similar to the evil witch at that time."

"What?!" Earl Dracula subconsciously took a step back with a startled look, as if instinctively trying to get a distance from Dr. Qiao and 225.

"Evil Witch? Could it be that guy is not dead yet?" The ascetic monk Nehru couldn't help but scream. As a person of the same era as the evil Witch, he knew the horror of evil Witches much better than ordinary people.

"It's dead now." Jian'er shook her head and said.

Nehru could no longer maintain the performance of Gujing Wubo, because the amount of information contained in Jian'er's words was too great. "Now he is dead." Related to the "fake death" mentioned by Jian'er before, Nehru came to a conclusion that he was a little unbelievable. First, the evil witch suddenly reappeared after decades of silence. Second, this little girl, well, at least, the blood count had met the evil witch before, and had a fight. Third, it was also what Nehru was the most disbelief of, that was, the evil witch did not get good in the hands of these people, and the others were beaten to escape by "fake death" and had not yet "get rid of it". In the end, he died in the hands of these hands.

"Please forgive me for being rude, but this matter is too serious. Are you sure that that person is really an evil witch? And please say bluntly, if it is him, with the strength of both of you..." Although it means that if you ask such a question, Nehru could not help it.

He also knew a little about the evil witch's incident back then. Since he dared to reappear after years of silence, he would either have a sharp increase in strength or rely on it. Not to mention that he looked down on this blood count, no matter what the situation was, such a terrible enemy could not be handled by this person. "Well, could it be that two people who recognized the wrong person?"

To be honest, as far as Nehru is concerned, he thinks this is more likely.

In fact, not only Nehru, but also King Arthur on the side couldn't help but agree with his doubts. As a veteran strong man in the "dark world", he inherited the orderly King Arthur lineage. As a contemporary King Arthur, he naturally could not have no understanding of this terrifying figure in modern legends. Even in his archive room, the description of the degree of the evil witch can be grasped is a thick stack of files. Even as a younger generation, he has never "collided" with the evil witch face to face, but even looking at the text alone is enough to give King Arthur a considerable understanding of the terrifying degree of the evil witch.

In the battle with Dr. Qiao and 225, King Arthur had a certain understanding of the reality of Count Dracula. To be honest, his idea was the same as that of the ascetic Nehru. Count Dracula and the others were more likely to make mistakes. However, I don’t know which brave guy was even a vicious witch who dared to pretend to be evil witches. He was not afraid that the general would go out and call the real guy, so that he would not die without a place to bury himself?
Chapter completed!